Supernatural In Nature (under construction)

11. Idols Fall Hard

-DIANA'S POV-

Waking up, I feel something gently dabbing on my forehead. I slowly open my eyes to see Davis dabbing a damp washcloth on my forehead. "Morning, Diana."

"Hi." I started to sit up, but I gasped in pain and sank back down onto the bed I was on.

"I wouldn't get up if I were you. Seems you've been dealing with a great amount of pain." Davis said, and stopped dabbing my forehead. "I've given you some pain medicine, but it didn't seem to help.

I groaned in pain. "Yeah."

"Why didn't you say so?" Davis asked. "I would've carried you the entire way, instead of you having to deal with the pain."

I chuckled and was about to say something, but my stomach growled loudly.

Davis chuckled. "Luckily while you were asleep, I decided to make some food." I smiled and he helped me up and guided me to the kitchen where I saw a table holding eggs and toast.

I sat down, and Davis handed me a plate with eggs and two pieces of toast. I stared at them, and Davis smirked. "Don't worry, they're safe to eat. I didn't put anything in them besides pepper and a sprinkle of salt."

"Well, had to made sure." I said, smirking and started to eat. About five plates later, I was full. I looked at Davis. "You said something about a phone. Can I use it?"

Davis nodded. "Yeah." he pointed to a living room. "In there. Do you need me to help you walk?"

"No thanks. I feel better, and I think I can make it." I slightly lied and got up, carefully making my way there. I found the phone and was biting my lip, trying to remember the number Dean gave me.

After a minute, I dialed in the number that I hope was right. There was a few rings, then a familiar voices answers the phone. "Hello?"

"Dean! I need you come and get me-" I blurted into the phone.

"Whoa whoa whoa. Slow down lady. Who is this?"

"Its me Dean, Diana. Don't you remember me?" I asked, then something clicked. Zachariah said that the angels wiped me from their memories.

"No, I don't remember any Diana. How did you get this number?" I heard Dean ask suspiciously.

I was flipping through my mind. Who would remember me? Maybe...."Cas!!" I shouted into the phone. "Castiel will remember me! Ask Cas!!"

"How do you know Cas?" Dean sounded almost...impatient.

"What do you- oh right, you don't remember. I saw him up in Heaven, I believe. Please, believe me. If Cas remembers me then maybe he can restore your memories of me." I say quickly.

"Wait. In Heaven? Are you an angel then?"

I bite my lip. "Not exactly."

I hear voices in the background on the other line. "Look. I've got to go." Dean said.

"Please, just ask Castiel. Please Dean." I practically beg. The phone hangs up.

I sigh and put down the phone. Davis walks in. "Were you able to reach someone?"

I nod. "Yeah, they're just a bit busy at the moment."

Davis nodded. "Ah. Well, there's a shower down the hall if you want to clean up. I'm going to be outside feeding my critters if you need me." he smiled and walked out of the room.

I just stood there, looking around the cabin. It was a nice place, not all small and messy like some people think when they hear the word cabin. It was actually like a house. Finally, I looked down the hall and found the shower, which was quite large.